The secret trails . SECRET TRAILS cerned him not at all. The crash of a shrap-nel shell just over him did not even make himcock an eye skyward. The shrapnel bulletsraised jets of dust before and behind him andon either side. But not one touched him. Heknew nothing of them. He only knew hislines were close ahead, and he must reachthem. The Belgians cheered and yelled, andpoured in a concentrated fire on that sectionof the enemy which was attacking the a few seconds that small, insignificant,desperate four-footed shape drew upon itselfthe undivided attention of several thousandmen. It fo
The secret trails . SECRET TRAILS cerned him not at all. The crash of a shrap-nel shell just over him did not even make himcock an eye skyward. The shrapnel bulletsraised jets of dust before and behind him andon either side. But not one touched him. Heknew nothing of them. He only knew hislines were close ahead, and he must reachthem. The Belgians cheered and yelled, andpoured in a concentrated fire on that sectionof the enemy which was attacking the a few seconds that small, insignificant,desperate four-footed shape drew upon itselfthe undivided attention of several thousandmen. It focussed the battle for the was only a brindled dog, yet upon its fatehung immense and unknown issues. Everyone knew now that the devoted animal wascarrying a message. The Germans suddenlycame to feel that to prevent the delivery ofthat message would be like winning a Belgians turned a battery from harryinga far-off squadron of horse to shell the linesopposite, in defence of the little He only knew his lines were close ahead, and he must reach them. THE DOG 51 Men fell by the score on both sides to decidethat unexpected contest. And still Dirck raced on, heedless of it all. Then, within fifty yards of the goal, he bullet had smashed one of his legs. Hepicked himself up again instantly and hob-bled forward, trailing the mangled the moment he fell, a score of riflemenhad leapt from their lines and dashed out torescue him. Three dropped on the way a dozen more fell on the way Dirck, whining and licking his rescuershands, was carried to shelter behind the mas-sive stone wall of the inn yard, where theBrigadier and his officers were receiving andsending out dispatches. An aide drew the message from underDircks collar and handed it, with a word ofexplanation, to the General. The latter readit, glanced at the time on the dispatch and thenat his watch, and gave hurried orders forstrong reinforcements to be rushed up to th
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